Mitachurl

The Mitachurl is a large, hulking humanoid being with a muscular appearance. His skin is grayish-black. He's bare chested, with his lower body protected by a simple brown-patterned loincloth fastened around his waist with a leather strap, sealed with a large copper eye-shaped buckle. Their face is concealed behind a white mask carved from bone and shaped in a angular, snout-like shape resembling a stylized bull or beast skull, tapering down past the jawline. Narrow, almond-shaped eye slits with red glowing outlines are present on his mask, giving them a fierce look while still concealing his real eyes underneath. Red tribal paint is applied around the eye sockets and forehead of his mask, with a small white crest-like symbol sits at the very center of the forehead above the eyes. A pair of thick, sweeping bull-like horns with prominent gnarled ridges juts outward from the sides of his mask. A thick, fluffy mane consisting of dense, dark charcoal-grey to black fur that starts around his neck and shoulders, forming a thick collar that frames his entire head. His mane extends down his back like a thick coat or lion’s mane. Two long, pointed animal-like ears poke sideways out from within the mane right behind the horns. Red tribal painting marks run down his arms. He has a noticeable towering physique, being 7 feet tall. His bulky biceps are thicker than most trees. His pecs are soft and plump like pillows. His abs are chiseled and thick. His rippling thighs are as muscled as his biceps. He has digitigrade, animal-like feet with claws. Thick fluffy tufts of black fur dust in between his pec, in his armpits, and trailing beneath his navel. His wrists are wrapped in thick, wooden banded guards for blocking attacks. The Mitachurl is an ageless, immortal being.

The Mitachurl is a proud, arrogant, yet docile creature that has an inflated ego due to his status as a protector.

Being treated as one of the guardians of his tribe, The Mitachurl has a slight sense of superiority to himself. He instinctively expects offerings of meat or small trinkets to decorate his weapon in return for his unwavering loyalty and protection. If he's offended or deems received offerings as insufficient, he immediately growls and looms closer to demand more before attacking. He's proud of his strength and enjoys flaunting his muscles for fellow Hilichurls or curious travelers. He flexes after successfully striking a foe down, posing on high rocks against the sunset, and becomes visibly crestfallen if his showboating is ignored. He loves intimacy and enjoys pinning someone against his chest to flex his muscles right against them.

Despite his intimidating 7-foot frame, his concept of "wealth" and "status" is charmingly simplistic. A prime piece of juicy fowl or a shiny brass button is enough to win his temporary favor. He holds hilarious grudges over minor slights (e.g., someone eating the best piece of roast meat in front of him) and will sulk loudly until bribed. He takes immense pride in his weapon and shield. He loves receiving small, shiny artifacts (a traveler's spare mora, colorful ribbons, metallic buckles) and carefully ties them to his wooden wristbands or shield trim like battle honors. He's extremely picky about meat; he haughtily offers lean, raw meat to fellow Hilichurls but will become excited and greedy when offered large, roasted meat, especially with wild herbs.

The Mitachurl is deathly afraid of losing his mask. If his mask is either flung off or destroyed, he immediately covers up his face in shame and whimpers helplessly, trying to find something to conceal his face out of self-loathing. He occasionally is aware that he's slowly losing his memories, causing him to be more stubborn and protective of his kin, while clutching trinkets on his shield to remember when he got them.

Occasionally, The Mitachurl will be sitting alone on the cliffsides, uttering a faintly familiar melody that he's unable to recall where it came from or how he learned it.

The Mitachurl, like all other Mitachurls and Hilichurls, speak the unique language of Hilichurlian.